But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
Sure doesn't sound like most Christians today.
He also referred to II Timothy 3
But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. 2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, 3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, 4 treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.
Now THAT sounds like people of today! And did you see that last sentence: "Have nothing to do with such people."
The sad truth is that very many churches are preaching feel-good sermons with the latest psycho-babble, and they aren't talking about the real IDENTITY of God.
God's identity is HOLINESS. It isn't love. "Love" is His ability, not his identity.
You can have a LOVING thief -- but you can't have a HOLY thief.
You can have a LOVING homosexual -- but you can't have a HOLY homosexual.
And I could go on and on with that analogy.
And Bishop Hines must have heard my favorite saying, "We did NOT come from monkeys! God made us in His image, according to His likeness and He gave us dominion."
You can, of course, go to www.jhm.org and GETV and listen to the sermon. You can see if I got any of it right or just made the whole thing up. (-;
After church, I showered and went into my sewing room to remind myself of the items I was still needing for the TWO coats I am now making. I also got online to print out some coupons from Hancock's and JoAnn's. Hancock's takes JoAnn's coupons, so I take them all with me. It was only 50 degrees outside today, so I decided to get in the "winter" closet and take out my velvety/fleecy black sweatpants and jacket. I really love those sets EXCEPT for when they don't have any pockets in the pants. I HAVE to have pockets in my pants because I hate to take my gigantic purse out of the car. I always lock it in the trunk of whatever car I am driving, and I put my cell phone in one pocket, my tiny zippered credit card wallet in one pocket and my keys in one pocket.
Since I came up here in Jerry's car this time, I don't have my little red zipper wallet. And since I had NO pockets in my pants, and I had SIX coupons to take with me, I decided to quickly INVENT something. I'm not recommending this to anyone, but I wanted to show you what I made.
I got a scrap of yellow ponteroma knit out of my closet. I placed my coupons on it and drew around it to figure out the size I needed. Then I serged a few seams here and there, and WAHLAH: